Long Dusking Poems

In our Physics Departments
our most salient awareness
grows
of those nature-spirit entities
most easily seen
and heard
and smelled
as animated and animating,
sometimes more,
sometimes less,
in our daily ritualistic lives
of solids
and liquids
and gases
and plasma
and bilateral neural pathways
of interdependent communication.

In our MetaPhysics Department,
still...

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Tonight I heard a terminally cancered 
yet not cancelled
singer songwriter say
"I can't wait for life to not be hard
before choosing to be happy."

She spoke well from her own experience
and I remain moved,
but also curiously confused
about...

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The Defiance

I feel this night to be stolen from me
This endless night when I’m sitting lone
Day by day, the ever quest is ever harder to see
Of a life to belong never mine… to own

From several...

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I have swept the sidewalk and watered the flowers- the yard is perfect you see
Afforded the time to swing in the rocker and drink southern sweet tea
As I sip from my favorite old fruit jar-...

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"Here Runneth the Path of Fairy Feet"
by Rachel Heffington

Where childhood fancy and twilight meet
Here runneth the path of fairy-feet;
On shadowed road and misty bend
Here coldsome facts of "real life" end,
And the simplest thing on earth...

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Blown Away ( Did The World End Today ? )
 
Falling in the ashen dusk
Quiet streets are lined
Laying beneath a pinked and rose set sky
Everything painted in the same warm washed hue

And blown away
 
Far...

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Being is becoming
Coming is going
Going is being

Start is dawning
Dawning is living
Living is dying

End is dusking
Dusking is dying
Dying is living

Style is smiling
Smiling is crying
Crying is styling

Listen to the wind
Winding down here
Here silence listens

Do with feeling
Feeling is...

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Far away, over the monstrous gray summits
As dusking shadows crept stealthily on,
When night had turned more stygian
And glow worms had begun throwing flickers of light
Like sequins stitched onto a flowing velvet gown,
When night sky had...

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From the rhapsody  of  your mythic lyre
to the haunting verses written on flame,
I shall but remember our dusking trysts
as nightfall slips, then, we are done…again.
How the lamentation of our  breath 
is ...

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Moon Maiden a-setting, enveloping Solaris;
Crater's a-sealing in the signing Polaris.
Aphrodite's Celeste from Alpha to Omega;
Zeus arriving in the beauty of Vega.
Flowing champagne, supernova musters;
Jupiters' becoming inside universal clusters.
Riding upon The Big Dipper's gravitation;
Luminous Milky way's...

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You and I; we're going to swap our stories
Under the curving Milky Way
We're going to drink rum high in the green trees,
And toast the dying of the day

Snug as cloudlets free from the reach of...

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And do those slow dusking skies
Have roses red enough for you?
And those bright pearls in the highs
Are they as numberless, for you?

Does ancient Sun to his beloved West
Speak of far, nameless things for you?
Or when...

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"Alone, Alone"
           By Rachel Heffington

Often, often I have wondered
At the dusking of the night
Where my love is wand'ring, wand'ring
While I stand in shimm'ring light.

Standing, standing,...

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You were part of me 
But never free
Something that I couldn't see
I fooled the world 
For the longest time
One I couldn't fool was I 
I go back and forth some days
Thinking bout us parting ways
Never...

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BORROW MY FINGERS’ VOICE
                               ...

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The hyacinth stood on the dusking rise,
cerulean the waters did traverse,
the reeds consenting daylight to the skies
as pewter stones recited lapis verse.

The burning pyres of sunlight floated west
untouched by orchid mountains in the mist,
the periwinkle...

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